Ding Ling ate very quickly and devoured everything.
However, no matter how much he expected it.
Zuo Ci seemed to have forgotten the agreement with him.
Ding Ling stood outside the pavilion for three full days.
Zuo Ci is still missing.
Zhao Yun was furious. You must know that Ding Ling is now the patron saint, general, and king of the Wei Empire! How noble is his position, how dare Zuo Ci play tricks on the prince! It is unbearable!
Zhao Yun couldn't help but said immediately:
"Your Majesty, I don't think there is any need to wait any longer. This kind of evildoer doesn't keep his word and treats his promises like child's play. It can be seen that he is definitely a shameless person. There is no need for us to fight with him. Let's go back."
Zhuge Liang thought so.
He also hates people who have no sense of time!
Diao Chan, Qiao Du, Qing Cheng and Zhen Jiang were naturally filled with indignation and felt that Zuo Ci's evil ways were too much.
Ding Ling smiled slightly and said:
"Don't be angry, just wait and see. If you really can't wait, go back."
Ding Ling is not a pedantic person and will not wait forever.
If it weren't for a mission, and Zuo Ci's whereabouts were strange and ever-changing, and he couldn't be found at all, Ding Ling would never wait here, but would choose to kill him directly!
He respected Zuo Ci as his senior.
Zuo Ci let him go like this.
Ding Ling also had evil fire secretly rising in his heart, thinking:
"It seems that not all of these masters are as kind-hearted as Tong Yuan, Hua Tuo and others, and promise thousands of dollars!"
Since Zuo Ci ignored the agreement and promise.
Naturally, Ding Ling no longer needs to respect Zuo Ci!
If we meet again.
Ding Ling will definitely use thunderbolt tactics.
He secretly held the sword.
So I waited for half a day.
Then he jumped decisively onto his horse and was about to leave.
Suddenly the weird laughter started again, and an old man with an ancient face walked out from the crowd not far away.
He looked at Ding Ling and laughed:
"Can't you wait after three days?"
"Are you Taoist Zuo Ci?"
Zhuge Liang asked.
"The adults didn't say anything, why did you, a little kid, interrupt?"
The old man glanced at Zhuge Liang and was surprised:
"What qualifications do you have to speak on behalf of the King of Wei Empire? You know..."
"He's qualified."
Ding Ling interrupted the old man and said coldly:
"Zuo Ci, I've been waiting for you for more than three days. It's been six and a half days! You've broken your promise."
Where the sound falls.
Ding Ling suddenly activated the three major breathing methods, used the Feiyan Kung Fu, and in a flying spin, he flew up from the horseback out of thin air, stepped on the void, and drew his sword in mid-air!
Sonorous!
Dawn Swordsmanship!
Sunset swordsmanship!
The sword magic showed its power. In Ding Ling's rage, the Heavenly Sword bloomed with brilliance. Sword flowers spread out under the tip of the sword. Sometimes they turned into flower patterns and fell into the stone on one side, exploding. The stone will break into pieces;
Sometimes it turned into a picture of the setting sun slanting down, and each of the solid sword pictures, carrying the noble and sharp sword energy, fell towards Zuo Ci's head like a turbulent sword river.
"Hahaha……"
Zuo Ci laughed and didn't even try to avoid it:
"Young man, your anger is too strong, and you will be sad and hurt your body and mind!"
Before the sound fell, the sword picture cover fell down, puff!
The sharp sword fell on the old man's body like the scythe of death, and with a popping sound, it crossed the sky.
The old man's head, arms, and body bones were instantly cut into pieces and scattered all over the floor.
A puff of smoke dispersed.
The old man's bones also disappeared out of thin air.
When looking again.
I saw the old man laughing a hundred meters away:
"Wang Yue's sword magic is nothing more than Xiao Dao'er! It's too difficult to hurt me. Young man, I've said before that your Taoism is too shallow. If you want to fight with me, you still have some skills left!" "
"Yeah?"
Ding Ling took a deep breath and a sword danced out of thin air.
Qingshuang Sword Technique is activated!
The energy burst out from the tip of the sword, condensing into flying snow and frost beads!
Following Ding Ling's clear drink.
Flying snow and frost beads are falling in all directions,
It penetrated and punctured every boulder.
The huge rocks collapsed one by one with a clanging sound!
In an instant, gravel rained from the sky!
Ding Ling's left hand quickly condensed the Human Emperor's Palm and the Lion's Walking Palm. His palms continued to slap in all directions, and the gravel fell in all directions in an extremely regular manner like sharp arrows.
Just a few breaths.
Ding Ling used rubble to lay out eight eight formation diagrams!
Ding Ling looked at Zuo Ci coldly:
"Do you dare to come in and try my formation?"
"hey-hey."
Zuo Ci smiled happily:
"Don't even think about using provoking methods. I don't accept this trick. But..."
He rolled his eyes, looked at the gravel array with curiosity, stroked his beard and said:
"This formation looks a bit familiar. It seems like I have seen it somewhere. But I am not too impressed. I think this formation is not very strong."
So saying.
He actually walked over in a swaggering manner, walked carelessly into the Eight Formations, and looked at Ding Ling:
"How is it? How are you going to deal with me?"
"This demon is too arrogant!"
Zhao Yun was furious.
Diao Chan, Xiao Qiao, Zhuge Liang and others were also angry. Being so demonic and cynical, treating promises as child's play and treating others as if they are nothing. This is clearly like a god playing games with the world. He does not regard himself as a mortal at all. He is purely playing with people's hearts with a playful attitude!
Ding Ling is not what he used to be, and his wisdom has also improved a lot. Naturally, he can see through Zuo Ci's thoughts and thoughts. uu Kanshu's favorability towards Zuo Ci can be said to have fallen to the bottom at this moment.
He no longer had the intention to hold back, and made up his mind that even if he couldn't kill Zuo Ci today, he would still have to break his muscles and bones!
Made a decision.
Ding Ling didn't hesitate at all.
The eight major and eight array diagrams were activated instantly!
After a moment.
Everything seemed to be upside down.
In the eight formation diagram, sometimes there are flying sand and rocks, sometimes the waves are rolling, sometimes the sword energy is like frost, sometimes the sand and soil are piled up into mountains... The world in the ten directions is full of extremities.
Zuo Ci was moved:
"I remembered. This is the Eight Formation Diagram handed down from ancient times. It is the ancestral secret book of the Zhuge family. No one has been able to complete it for thousands of years. How did you complete it!"
He looked at Ding Ling in astonishment, as if meeting Ding Ling for the first time, and began to look at Ding Ling squarely.
Ding Ling didn't answer him at all.
Just cheer up.
Dance the Heavenly Sword!
Xiaoyue Sword Technique!
Qingfeng swordsmanship!
Qingshuang swordsmanship!
Dawn Swordsmanship!
The Emperor’s Sword Technique!
…
All kinds of swordsmanship have reached a very deep level. Ding Ling can pick it up casually and stab and swing at will, and he can exert the infinite power of this superior swordsmanship!
Follow Ding Ling to show off his power!
All of a sudden!
The clear wind in the void blew through the nine heavens;
The sky is filled with flying snow and frost beads;
Flowery patterns are everywhere;
The human emperor's body seems to have stepped forward from the long river of ancient time and space.
As Ding Lingqing drank, all kinds of swordsmanship showed their power, and they attacked Zuo Ci from one side of the Eight Formation Diagram.
Zuo Ci was trapped in the eight formations, rushing left and right, going up to the sky and down to the earth, and couldn't get out for a while.
When he was a little confused and anxious, the flower patterns of Ding Ling's various sword skills had already appeared.
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